post industrial revolution : greg novak, jimmy carter, howard mitch mitchell form the nascent SaSS and create the seed of what is, and will continue to be, a power greater than the sum of its individual parts. novak moves on to include a horn section, while jimmy starts writing with stephen albright. they get together in the carter house in burlington, VT, the songs pour out, a great logo is designed (hi-hat silhouette against a big red sun). great tunes ..... few gigs. they recruit stephen peisch on violin, learn some solomon burke, sam and dave, bb king, otis (as you do when you get a VIOLIN in the band).
1971 : mitch leaves, middy joins, stephen leaves, stephen leaves, john moore joins and a band is reborn.JM brings to the mix an influence that includes albert lee, yes, django and that country picker who was really really great .... as a power trio now, with three part-time vox, it makes sense to jazz up the yes songs with some funny shit...
1974 : john moore retires to middle management, jay johnson joins up and moves with the band to new haven CT. at this time the band becomes the jimmy carter show, and actually transforms itself into a quasi theatrical, anything-goes, milk-the-sacred-cows kind of performing act that is loved, feared and despised (usually by the same audience).
1977 : jay is enticed away by dave pike to become the town cryer, and cosmic joe is found in portsmouth NH, languishing in a rich guys' never-to-be-band.
NOW the brown stuff hits the whirly blades and JCS conquers the known world, until a foray into NJ gets them thrown in the ocean by the mob, and a slick NYC manager fucks them over.
1980 : JCS becomes run21, they kiss larry fogel's ass goodbye, record some stuff in west haven with joe mendyk, normandy sound with phil greene...
passing like thieves in the night, most of NEMO circulates like a galactic rocknroll maelstrom, and many good times are had (i guess...don't remember... must have been... i smile in my sleep alot i'm told...).
1982 : middy leaves, cosmic leaves, jimmy is pounced upon by doug blair (lucek) and stet howland, and that story gets even weirder ...
the golden years were brought to you by glad wrap, bc rich, time guitars, converse allstars, north drums and the best roadies on the planet...
...and even now, 30+ years later ... still consummate professionals who understand dynamics
